Ophelia Parker's Moment with Chanel
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Honors English 12
Description – G.A. 17
September 18, 2013
Ophelia Parker’s Moment with Chanel—(Writer’s Choice Piece) Ever since I was a little girl, all I wanted to be was rich and famous when I grew up, which I guess comes from being born and raised in New York City. Whenever I went through the illuminated metropolis, I would always see the most glamorous women walking in the streets. They wore soft fur coats; shiny, ivory colored pearls upon their necks; slinky satin dresses; and carefully crafted leather high heeled shoes. These were the rich and famous women of the Big Apple, the Broadway actresses, the wives of millionaires, or as I called them, the “Fur Coat Ladies.” They all exuded glamour, which I, Ophelia Parker, wanted more than anything. But instead of that, I got living in a middle class environment and going to a regular high school. But I was lucky enough to marry my high school sweetheart, James Richard Parker. We were madly in love, so it was pretty easy to convince him to save up enough money for a honeymoon in Paris, France. Honeymooning in Paris is exciting by itself, but I had no idea what amazing opportunity it had in store for me. On February 5, 1954, at around nine in the morning, I went on a walk by myself through town. Except this was not the town I usually walked through, for it was Paris, France. I was aware of the fact that Coco Chanel, also known as my role model, was holding her well anticipated comeback show in Paris that day. I wanted to get a ticket, but they were sold out. As I walked past the venue of the show, there were already many well-dressed people, most of them with cameras and notepads, hoping to sneak a peek at the new collection. And that was when I
Molly Fox @02927528 saw her: the most glamorous woman in the world, the woman to whom I looked up the most, Coco Chanel, was
Honors English 12
Description – G.A. 17
September 18, 2013
Ophelia Parker’s Moment with Chanel—(Writer’s Choice Piece) Ever since I was a little girl, all I wanted to be was rich and famous when I grew up, which I guess comes from being born and raised in New York City. Whenever I went through the illuminated metropolis, I would always see the most glamorous women walking in the streets. They wore soft fur coats; shiny, ivory colored pearls upon their necks; slinky satin dresses; and carefully crafted leather high heeled shoes. These were the rich and famous women of the Big Apple, the Broadway actresses, the wives of millionaires, or as I called them, the “Fur Coat Ladies.” They all exuded glamour, which I, Ophelia Parker, wanted more than anything. But instead of that, I got living in a middle class environment and going to a regular high school. But I was lucky enough to marry my high school sweetheart, James Richard Parker. We were madly in love, so it was pretty easy to convince him to save up enough money for a honeymoon in Paris, France. Honeymooning in Paris is exciting by itself, but I had no idea what amazing opportunity it had in store for me. On February 5, 1954, at around nine in the morning, I went on a walk by myself through town. Except this was not the town I usually walked through, for it was Paris, France. I was aware of the fact that Coco Chanel, also known as my role model, was holding her well anticipated comeback show in Paris that day. I wanted to get a ticket, but they were sold out. As I walked past the venue of the show, there were already many well-dressed people, most of them with cameras and notepads, hoping to sneak a peek at the new collection. And that was when I
Molly Fox @02927528 saw her: the most glamorous woman in the world, the woman to whom I looked up the most, Coco Chanel, was